| Regeneration : |
136 |
| Energetic immunity : |
223 |
| Trade sense : |
95 |
| Briskness : |
113 |
| Initiative : |
57 |
| Defence : |
245 |
| Attack : |
589 |
| Luck : |
31 |
| Power : |
181 |
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| Darkness Principle |
= 2202 |
| Principle of Imagination |
= 244 |
| Principle of Balance |
= 253 |
| Element Principle |
= 1252 |
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Numai când e singur omul cu sufletul sãu,
numai atunci existã un echilibru între lumea lui cea micã dinlãuntru ºi restul universului;
îndatã ce revine realitatea de'afarã, omul devine o jucãrie neputincioasã, fãrã voinþã adevãratã, mergând încotro îl mânã puteri ºi hotãrâri strãine de fiinþa lui.
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Peace is a lie; there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain
strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain
victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall set me
free.
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| Aia stood in front of the old man, summoning her creatures to fight and struck the first blow. Like plushies during Murmas the blows rained down on the old man, others joining in with the call. As planned, blood was let during the festival but the shades has no idea it would be against their mouthpiece. The old man fell and the last bindings to humanity withered away, he was dead, and they were weakened. ... |
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